Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk

I started writing in 2003. My ability to write waited to be triggered by a heart breaking move from Colorado, where I had lived for the first thirteen years of my life, to Missouri. After a few years there, I began a journey, a journey that has taken me many places, down many a winding trail, in so many different sorts of company. How oh how to get it all from mind to matter?
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Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk Poems

The Dragon and The Phoenix (version one)
The Dragon and The Phoenix (version one) :
The sleeping Tiger lies in a mist, covered in mystery.
Who is he, what is his purpose?
The sleeping Flame lies in a cloud, shrouded by time.

The Wolf and The Moon
The Wolf and The Moon
By Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk
The day is past and the Moon now rises from beneath the mountain to greet the stars.
The Moon smiles on the sleeping towns, their drone wound down. However, in the

Pearls or Roses?
To walk amongst pearls and roses, the pearls and roses of the mind.
Pearls, which will forever hold their luster,
Roses which will wither and molder into dust.
To walk bedecked in pearls and roses, is to walk in retrospect of

Wind Horse
Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, gentle Wind horse, you were the last of your kind.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you were running wild and free.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, with this freedom you did nothing but give;

Goals
To love and be loved,
To forgive and forget,
To feel and to heal…
To learn and teach,

Rebirth of a Nation!
Oh Flag of America, I see your colors bleeding like running tears. Why are you so sad?
“My children have lost their Innocence, their Courage has fled, and Justice has died in their bosoms.”
Oh Flag of America, oh Flag of America you are fading away! What can be done
to restore your brilliance?

Lies
Why should I believe you?
All the things you told me before were lies.
Every word was a poisonous seed coated in honey,
Popped playfully,

A Velvet Divorce
There upon the table lies the rose you left me,
Along with your written “good-bye”, carelessly scribbled upon
The note card of white paper.
Long ago, this scene would have been as tragic as Shakespeare, but Today it’s just a simple “good-bye”.

An Untitled Experiment
Some days I feel, I feel somethin’s missin’. Der’s a hole in ma life, somethin’ left undone.
Brotha, Brotha, where be choo?
Brotha, Brotha, where hav’ ya gone?
I rememba choo, yea I rememba.

Unspoken Heart Song
Subtle notes fly upon the breeze, notes coming from a guitar of the night.
The guitar plays sweetly for its master, for its gentle master.
The master is a young man, trying to find himself.
A young man with eyes full of care, behind these fair eyes a heart full of love.

The Dragon and The Phoenix (version one)

The Dragon and The Phoenix (version one) : The sleeping Tiger lies in a mist, covered in mystery.Who is he, what is his purpose? The sleeping Flame lies in a cloud, shrouded by time.Who is she, what is her purpose? As the could falls in the night, and mingles in the mist... the Flame touches the Tiger and both awaken. The Flame brightens and swirls around the Tiger, the Tiger roars as the flames engulf him and he transforms into the wise Dragon. The Flame crackles as the Dragon's roar sounds through the night. The crackle becomes a cry of joy as the Dragon breathes a breath...